Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

Is this something a human being would say?

What do you mean by "not dead"?

So that means she didn't die, and it's a bit of a shame?

Besides, she survived because of her own intelligence and ability to handle Sha Ling in the crisis. It was the result of her own efforts, not because Yan Mu showed her mercy.

An unnamed fire suddenly surged from the depths of Lu Weiliang's heart and burned fiercely.

She quickly edited a piece of text.

[I politely decline. There's an urgent matter at work tonight, so we can't meet. Please contact me via WeChat if you need anything.]

She won't keep the appointment.

This kind of yandere is the most cunning; they lure people out and then kill them.

However, hiding forever isn't a good idea. Yan Mu is a ticking time bomb who could strike at any moment. It's safest to get a divorce sooner rather than later.

The message was sent, but Yan Mu did not reply for a long time.

Lu Weiliang ignored it, made a record of the guidance, and clocked out on time.

On my way back to the dorm, I stopped by the cafeteria and grabbed two dinners to go. But even after I finished eating and watched two episodes of the TV series, neither Sha Ling nor Yan Mu replied to my messages.

Yan Mu didn't care, Lu Weiliang didn't care either, but she was worried about Sha Ling.

But considering that Sha Ling is an SSS-level expert, the small pollutants in the pipes shouldn't be able to harm him.

As I was thinking, I fell asleep.

In a hazy dream, she had a nightmare in which a large, gray, mangy dog ​​bared its teeth at her and then bit her neck, the pain feeling incredibly real.

She woke up with a start and saw a black and white blur leaning lazily against the sofa.

The scent of snow-capped mountains and green pines filled the room, and Lu Weiliang was certain that this smell was not from Sha Ling.

"Damn it, who are you?"

blah blah blah!

All the room lights were turned on.

Lu Weiliang looked at the pervert who had sneaked into her room.

The moment their eyes met, all they saw was a pair of beautiful, snow-white eyes.

Those eyes burned with fire, a wildfire, the kind that could burn people to death without consequence.

Upon seeing who it was, Lu Weiliang nearly fainted.

Yan Mu leaned back on the sofa, his long legs crossed with nowhere to go, and he was holding a wolf-head retractable cane.

He wore a simple black suit, looking thin and obsessive. His white hair and snow-gray eyes were exceptionally cool and beautiful, and no one would guess that he was a ruthless killer.

Beside him lay a snow wolf, its eyes fixed on Lu Weiliang, as if examining an inanimate object.

It inexplicably chills one's heart.

Startled awake in the middle of the night by a dog and a wolf, Lu Weiliang was stunned. It took her a while to realize that the other party had come to kill her because she hadn't kept her appointment.

Didn't she say to send a message if anything happened? Why did they have to come and kill her family?

Even someone as timid as her couldn't help but swear.

"Are you crazy? Breaking into someone's house in the middle of the night instead of sleeping at home! I called the police!"

Yan Mu was scolded, but instead of getting angry, he smiled in a sickly way.

"Call the police?" He spoke with a wicked grin, as if he'd heard a joke. "I'm your fiancé, your fiancé officially recognized by the Imperial Civil Affairs Bureau! It's perfectly legal and perfectly in line with our marital bliss that I'm here to see you!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiliang could no longer straighten his back, after all, what he said was true.

She frowned, taking a few steps back warily: "Then why is my fiancé coming to see me so late? To kill me?"

Yan Mu suddenly smiled.

It has to be said that this guy has a very attractive smile, both sickly and wild, exuding a kind of madness that makes it impossible to guess what he's thinking.

He scoffed, "Kill you?"

The smile on his lips grew even brighter: "Is this how you see me? Then I must be really bad. Don't be nervous, I'm just here to get a divorce."

Lu Weiliang didn't believe such nonsense. In the book, he was the kind of person who dared to imprison his father and kill his mother. If it weren't for his strong SSS-level Sentinel abilities, he would have been killed by the rest of the Yan family long ago.

How can someone be so cruel to their own family members? How can anyone pity such a wicked person?

The original owner wasn't very good to him before. Several times, when Yan Mu's pollution level exceeded 95%, she not only didn't help him, but even whipped him.

In the book, she lost both arms and filed for divorce on the grounds of her disability.

Could it be that he's eyeing other parts of her body?

Ah, my arms are so cold!

Seeing Lu Weiliang shrink back as if she were terrified, Yan Mu's lips curled up slightly. This absolute sense of control was truly delightful.

He walked over, his excessively handsome face almost touching hers, and his alluring lips uttered a chilling sentence: "Imperial law stipulates that if the wife is disabled and requests an annulment, there is no cooling-off period, you know that, right?"

"I know," Lu Weiliang replied weakly.

Yan Mu seemed quite satisfied with the answer. He gently lifted her chin, his eyes searching for her like he was selecting merchandise: "Choose, cut off an arm, dismember a leg, or just... die?"

See? The true intentions have been revealed. Lu Weiliang knew he was there to kill.

She turned her head away, avoiding Yan Mu's approaching breath, and hurriedly triggered the distress signal from Sha Ling's relatives. The villa was equipped with a networked alarm system, and as soon as she pressed it, the sentry police would immediately come to arrest her.

She shoved him away and stumbled towards the balcony.

Strangely, Yan Mu not only didn't stop him, but suddenly laughed again.

Her smile was sweet, her smile was radiant, and her eyes held a mad, almost manic fervor.

"You can't escape."

"Foolish luck!"

Just as Lu Weiliang finished cursing, Yan Mu's spiritual entity, the Snow Mountain Wolf, suddenly jumped out onto the balcony, its size increasing more than three times, reaching a full two meters in height when standing.

It bared its sharp teeth, and a hint of green burned in its snow-gray eyes, like a ghost that would claim lives in the night.

Yan Mu's low chanting came from behind: "Blue Hair won't be coming! I've blocked the signal in that area."

The relaxed tone made it sound like they were talking about the weather.

Lu Weiliang's heart sank instantly. On the balcony, the snow wolf was circling and approaching, about to pounce and tear her apart.

Just then, the air seemed to freeze for a second, and from the depths of his mind, the system suddenly spoke.

[Host, quickly tell him that your mental power can heal his eyes.]

Lu Weiliang: ? ? ?

Hey, you'll understand after reading this.

Fragments of memories flashed rapidly before Lu Weiliang's eyes.

Twenty years ago, in the spotless, pure white hall, the mistress of the Yan family sat in a high position.

"My lady, this one was carefully selected. Look at these eyes, don't they look most like those of the deceased Mu'er?"

"This kid has had a tough life. He grew up in the slums and ate dead rats in a pile of contaminated soil every day. He was lucky to survive. Although he was lowly, he is an SS-level Sentinel."

"My lady, as long as he trains well, he will definitely become an SSS Sentinel like Mu'er."

The little boy, covered in festering sores, knelt incongruously in the bright, clean hall.

There was a lot of discussion around.

"How many is this? I wonder how long this can last."

"Sigh, giving children those gene-altering drugs, poisoning their spiritual bodies to death, and then awakening new spiritual bodies, is truly heinous."

"The last boy didn't even last half a month. I went to see him when he died, and his bones were all rotten."

The little boy's face was so dark that his features and expression were indistinguishable. Only his hands were tightly gripping the man who had brought him there. He thought the man was his savior, but he never imagined that the man was the devil who would drag him into hell.